March - Floyd
Havalah tows us up the river from Livingston, out plan is to get the fuel pump fixed 1st thing instead of waiting like Roatan. Meanwhile engineless we glide in silky silence thru the river gorge, looking up at limestone cliffs and waterbirds flying like rain. This river is timeless we could be anywhere, anywhen, the spell is only broken when a banzi cayuco zooms on by. When we hit Lago Golfete the breeze springs up, and we cast away from Havalah and sail downwind on a beautiful beam reach, silently and speedily, we sure needed that.
Russel meets us in front of Mario’s and takes us for dinner at Comedor Mary’s. Fuel pump, he says, no problema! we have experts here.
Havalah tows us up the river from Livingston, out plan is to get the fuel pump fixed 1st thing instead of waiting like Roatan. Meanwhile engineless we glide in silky silence thru the river gorge, looking up at limestone cliffs and waterbirds flying like rain. This river is timeless we could be anywhere, anywhen, the spell is only broken when a banzi cayuco zooms on by. When we hit Lago Golfete the breeze springs up, and we cast away from Havalah and sail downwind on a beautiful beam reach, silently and speedily, we sure needed that.
Russel meets us in front of Mario’s and takes us for dinner at Comedor Mary’s. Fuel pump, he says, no problema! we have experts here.
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